The Original Vampire

The heavy snow has changed the color of the sky and the earth.

In this heavy snow, a team of about 300 people was heading towards Silvermoon City.

Eight knights in red armor held the flag of "Jingshi Feiyan" and rode at the forefront of the team.

When the half-elf civilians on the side of the road saw the flag, they were so frightened that they knelt down and saluted.

Because, Jingshi Feiyan is the emblem of the glorious imperial family.

In a luxury carriage in the center of the team, a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy was looking at a piece of information that the attendant had just sent in, with a surprised look on his face.

From the style of his clothing and the badge on his chest, it is not difficult to guess that this young boy is the eldest prince of the empire-His Royal Highness Harrison San Lorenzo.

"Mother, the Pegasus Legion in the Eastern Territory was wiped out under the Silver Moon City..."

At this moment, Queen Midella was leaning lazily on the slack, covered with a thick fox fur. After hearing her son's question, she didn't open her eyes, and said in a light tone:

"The Eastern Border has not fought for so many years. Is the army so unbearable that it lost to the half-elves?"

"And the Black Cavalry."

"Black Cavalry?"

"Yes, it should be the remnant army that escaped from the Shadow Canyon. According to information, there are 8,000 troops."

Only then did Queen Midella open her eyes, showing a curious look.

Prince Harrison hurriedly handed over the information and asked in doubt: "Mother, why did this remnant of the Black Cavalry Army not flee back to the North, but went to Silvermoon City instead?"

"Because their mission is to protect Vera, and Vera is still in Silvermoon City." Queen Midera casually gave a reason, but her eyes were fixed on the name of Viscount Angele on the intelligence.

I don't know what I remembered, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the Queen's pretty face.

Prince Harrison seemed to believe this reason. After hesitating for a moment, he asked again: "Mother, Duke of St. Hilde, Duke of St. Pros, and the half-elf royal family, they should all be vassals of my father?"

"Yes."

"Then...should we stop them from fighting each other like this?"

Queen Midella heard the words,

Looking up at his son's eyes, he asked with a smile, "Do you want the vassals of the San Lorenzo family to live in harmony with each other and get along with each other?"

"Shouldn't it be?" Prince Harrison's eyes were full of doubts.

"Harrison, do you think that with the strength of the San Lorenzo family, you can beat the North?"

"It might work."

"What about the northern border plus the eastern border?"

"..." Prince Harrison hesitated, not daring to assert for a moment.

"In addition to the western border, or even the southern border?" Queen Midella's eyes were cold, "Tell me, if the Dukes of the Four Realms unite, what should the San Lorenzo family do?"

Prince Harrison suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and said nothing.

However, Queen Midella didn't seem to let her son go easily, just kept staring into his eyes, waiting for his answer.

After a long while, Prince Harrison answered cautiously: "Mother, aren't you the sister of Duke Saint Hilde? I also have the blood of Saint Hilde in my body, so the North should not rebel against the royal family, right?"

"Hehe, are there still few intermarriages among the Paladin families in the empire? If marriage can solve all political problems, then there will be no wars in this world.

When a wise lord decides the position of the family, he will only consider the interests, rather than marrying a few women. "

Prince Harrison opened his mouth, dumbfounded.

He really wanted to ask his mother, if one day the northern border really stood on the opposite side of the royal family, which side would she help?

But after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't have the courage to ask such a question.

After thinking for a while, Prince Harrison said again: "Isn't there a [Holy Covenant]? Could it be that the Duke of Four Realms dares to tear up the agreement, break his promise, and challenge the status of the San Lorenzo family?"

Queen Midella sneered: "Harrison, remember that all verbal promises and paper agreements can be betrayed at any time. If you want to ensure the loyalty of vassals, you can only rely on your own strength."

Prince Harrison nodded with some difficulty: "I understand, mother. Therefore, we can't let the Dukes of the Four Realms unite, and we must make them contradict each other, so that the San Lorenzo family can maintain control of the empire."

Only then did Queen Midella show a relieved smile, reached out and touched her son's hair lightly, nodded and said, "That's right. You have to remember that the guarantee of the detached status of the San Lorenzo family lies in balancing the four realms with each other. Mutual restraint."

Prince Harrison nodded heavily, keeping his mother's words firmly in his heart.

Immediately he asked: "So, what about the half-elf kingdom? How should we treat this kind of dependent country?"

"This kind of small country doesn't need to spend too much thought." Queen Midella's expression was obviously much more casual, "However, from the perspective of this battle, the half-elf army seems to have some merits, but it is worth to win over."

"Then I still follow the original plan to crown Queen Elsa?"

Queen Midella looked at her son with interest: "Do you have any other ideas?"

Looking at his mother's encouraging gaze, Prince Harrison gathered up his courage and said:

"I think that although the Medwin family claims to have voluntarily abdicated to the Miller family, persecution and threats are inevitable. If I crown a usurper like Aisha Miller, won't it make the empire even stronger? How many careerists have seen hope?

Therefore, I think that Queen Elsa should be deposed and the Modiwan family should be put back on the throne. In this way, the Modiwan family must follow San Lorenzo, whether out of gratitude or seeking support. behind the family. "

"What you said makes sense." Queen Midella nodded in appreciation.

Prince Harrison just smiled, but he heard his mother continue: "But do you know the consequences of refusing to crown Elsa Miller?"

"What is it?"

"It's the resentment of the half-elf family, and the dissatisfaction of the North. If it's more serious, maybe you don't even want to leave Silvermoon City intact."

Prince Harrison's smile suddenly froze, and he whispered with some trepidation: "It won't...is that serious?"

Queen Midella's face was very serious: "Harrison, you have to know that a conspiracy without corresponding strength is just a joke.

Do you want to depose Queen Elsa? But have you ever thought about how lofty her position is in the hearts of the half-elf after this great victory? Would you arouse the resentment of the half-elves by doing this?

Do you want to straighten the Mordwin family? But without the support of strength and fame, can they win the allegiance of thousands of half-elf soldiers with just one word from you?

And the North, where they will happily watch you take away the half-elf kingdom they paid a great price to bring under your control?

Could it be that you are going to rely on this 300-person bodyguard outside to control the situation in the half-elf kingdom? "

Hearing his mother's voice questioning, Prince Harrison suddenly sweated.

The young prince was clearly intimidated by the dangers inherent in political battles.

Seeing this, Queen Midella sighed softly, pulled her young son into her arms, and comforted: "Harrison, you still have a lot to learn, but before that, you must remember, talk less and talk less. Do, watch more.

Underage lion cubs must learn to hide their fangs and claws, because that will not scare off the enemy, but only cause fear and vigilance. "

"Yes, mother, I will obediently crown Elsa Queen." Prince Harrison buried his head in his mother's arms and said in a muffled voice.

"En." Queen Midella rubbed her son's hair and reminded again, "In addition, you should also pay attention to win over Viscount Angele in the north."

"why?"

"Because he is the real master of the half-elf kingdom now."

Prince Harrison raised his head for unknown reasons, but saw that his mother did not intend to explain further.

Instead, he stared at the last sentence of the intelligence in a daze.

That sentence is astonishingly-

Queen Elsa is pregnant.